(One more, ask for red tickets, and at the same time kneel down to thank all the brothers who have rewarded!) Thank you! ）

Like him, there were many officers and soldiers who were brave and brave, only to hear a miserable cry, and more than 20 people were pierced into meat skewers by this javelin rain that fell from the sky, and they fell to the ground one after another, so that those who were lucky enough not to be injured were shocked one by one Buddha ascended to heaven and two Buddhas out of the body, and the courage that had just been mustered was suddenly knocked into the abyss, and a large group of people were busy reining in their steps, and they no longer dared to rush forward.

"Stupid! Rush! Die faster when you stand! Rush! At this time, the officer of the officers and soldiers also rushed up, and when he saw that these men were about to stop their steps, he did not dare to rush again, so he waved the waist knife in his hand, and shouted as he continued to rush past them.

In this way, with the remaining officers and soldiers and village warriors, they returned to their souls and hurriedly rushed forward again.

It was only heard on the right side, and suddenly there was another roar, and a group of officers and soldiers and villagers who were rushing to the position of the musketeers on the right side were as if they had crashed into an invisible wall, and immediately spewed out clouds of blood mist on their bodies, and they immediately fell to the ground one after another.

It turned out that the tiger squat cannon that had just been reloaded was fired by Huang Shengqiang again at this time, just to give the enemy a heavy blow head-on, and the enemy troops in the front position of the tiger squat cannon were beaten into a sieve by dense projectiles one by one, and fell to the ground with convulsions.

A strong smell of blood gradually filled the air, mixed with the smell of gunsmoke, which made people a little disgusting, but at this time, the war had only just begun.

After the first round of javelins, the second round of javelins once again showed their hideous faces to the first group of enemies after the formation of the Xingtian Army, the javelins that rained down showed their power in front of the pikemen in the front row, and another group of unlucky officers and soldiers and villagers paid the price of their lives under the splashing of javelins, one or two hundred javelins seemed to suddenly turn the center of the battlefield into a blood-stained bush, and the wounded lay in the bushes formed by the javelins, bleeding and howling, such a tragic scene, Not to mention those officers and soldiers and village bravery, even the soldiers of the Xingtian Army, who were at the forefront, were deeply afraid.

Luckily, the javelins were from their camp, and if they were opponents, they didn't dare to imagine what their outcome would be.

"Kill! ......" Zhao Erdonkey didn't let out a loud roar until this time.

A whole column of spearmen to his left and right immediately shouted: "Kill ...... Kill ......", he used all his strength to raise his arm and stabbed the spear in his hand forward.

In front of them, a tooth-barring sound of guns piercing into flesh was heard, followed by a scream.

The officer of the official army rushed to the front, he luckily avoided the attack of the javelin just now, and finally rushed to the front of the spear formation, in the official army led by Ding Baoquan, an officer like him can be regarded as a few fierce generals, and the kung fu at hand is really a little solid, I saw him waving the waist knife in his hand in danger, and swinging a spear that led to him from the front, just waiting to squeeze into the spear formation from between the two spears, and when he was going to fight with the pikemen closely, there was a spear, Like a poisonous snake stabbed in his right ribs, the sharp tip of the spear with a length of a foot, broke through his iron armor at once, pierced into his lung lobe from between the ribs under his ribs, and was deeply stuck in his body, he only felt a heart-rending pain in his body, and opened his mouth to scream, but then a mouthful of blood spurted out, intercepting his screams, he turned his head to look, only to see an enemy spearman looking at him with cold eyes, He raised his hand to cut off the spear that had stabbed him, but suddenly his strength seemed to be drained, and his knife fell softly on the barrel of the gun, but it did not cut the barrel, but shook his wound even more painfully.

The pikeman glanced at the officer indifferently, his eyes flashed with a glimmer of joy, he twisted the barrel of the gun with all his might, and then withdrew his hand to take the spear back, as his spear pulled out of the officer's body, a stream of blood arrows immediately erupted from the officer's wound, the officer shook sadly, opened his mouth, and his body fell softly in a pool of blood, but he still had his eyes open when he fell to the ground, looking at the rows of human legs, and gradually walked into him, Above his head were rows of slender guns, moving back and forth like shuttles, and corpses immediately fell to his side.

And the last thought of his life was to think, what is the origin of this pole? Why is it so strong? Why is there so many people on his side, but they are so helpless to fight back? Is this really about to change......

A foot stepped over his body at this time, and the officer's pupils gradually dilated at this time, and his eyes became a white patch.

A group of courageous officers and soldiers and village warriors, with enough of their bravery, finally rushed to the front of the Xingtian Army array, but then came a scene that the people behind them would never forget, the neatly arranged soldiers of the Xingtian Army, the spears in their hands were like shuttles, shouting to kill the heavens and keep stabbing out, collecting guns, stabbing out, and collecting guns again, like the scythe of death, mercilessly harvesting all the lives in front of them.

Some officers and soldiers and village warriors are not brave, they wave the weapons in their hands, desperately trying to swing these spears that pierce their eyes, but their bravery in front of the spear forest, but it seems so pale and powerless, when they often succeed in swinging a spear, but at the same time there will be more spears stabbing at him, unless they have three heads and six arms, otherwise in the face of so many spears, no matter what, they can't prevent it, they work helplessly, and then one after another body sprays blood mist, Falling to the ground, even if someone luckily swept away the spear in front of them and entered the gun forest, they were greeted by another spear or several spear tips stabbed from top to bottom, which still blocked their progress and stabbed them mercilessly in the gun forest.

Such a battle was really desperate to the extreme, seeing a group of people rushing forward, that is, in a few breaths, they fell to the ground one after another, but it did not stop this terrible team from advancing in the slightest, and the pikemen, after stabbing a group of enemy soldiers, began to become active one by one, like bloodthirsty beasts with red eyes, while striding forward, with cold eyes searching for the next hunting target, and continued to press down like a wall on those enemies who were huddled together.